After Dawn Chapter 37: The Emperor (End)

"Nonsense." Qing Ran scolded, her face full of disappointment, "Feng Huayan, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know." Fenghua stood up and patted the dust on her clothes, "I not only know what I'm talking about, I also know what I'm doing."

A Ru moved and stood in front of Qing Ran, her face expressionless, but she showed a bit of perseverance.

"Get out of the way." Feng Huayan already had an inevitable smile on her face. She didn't think A Ru could stop her.

A Ru did not speak, but drew a soft sword from his waist and confronted Feng Huayan.

A Ru was originally Feng Qingran's first-class secret guard, and her strength was naturally not weak. Although Feng Huayan was taught by a famous teacher since she was a child, her internal strength should not be underestimated, but she had previously taken the Heart Devouring Pill. , this time will inevitably affect her strength.

The two fought on the same level, but with Feng Huayan's physical condition, it was only a matter of time before they lost.

"Feng Huayan, what do you want to do?" Qing Ran asked.

"What are you doing?" Feng Huayan raised an eyebrow at Qing Ran while she was fighting with A Ru, her expression was indescribable, "Can't you see it, my dear imperial sister, of course it is Be you!"

Qing Ran's face was originally white, but now she's blue. She never thought that her beloved imperial sister would one day say such rebellious words.

"Ouch..." Her stomach was tumbling, and she threw up on the edge of the bed.

Today, Qing Ran didn't eat anything except the medicine. What she vomited at this time was small pieces of internal organs except for the yellow bile water.

"Your Majesty." Aru blocked Feng Huayan's sword with one move and stepped out to support Qingran.

Feng Huayan wanted to step forward, but was caught by Qingran's gaze.

What kind of eyes are those, disgust, disappointment, disgust... Feng Huayan seems to have returned to the dream that he has experienced countless times.

"Feng Huayan, you really make me feel sick."

"I am your imperial sister, how can you have such a rebellious mind."

"Go!"

Feng Huayan has thought many times what it would be like if Feng Qingran knew what she was thinking.

That person will definitely push her away from his arms, look at her high above, and say, "Feng Huayan, you really make me feel sick."

At this point, reality and dream coincide.

Jiang Jing walked in quickly from the outside, and when he saw him, Qing Ran stretched out his hand.

"Jing'er."

"Qingran I am here." Jiang Jing said, bypassing Feng Huayan who was still in a daze, holding Qingran's cold hand, sitting on the edge of the bed, encircling her body, and holding her in his arms middle.

"Jing'er... Jing'er..." She called out repeatedly, looking at him with panic written in her eyes.

"Qingran, I'm here." Jiang Jing held her hand tighter by two points. He knew that Qingran's heart must be very frightened at this time, and it was anyone who heard that his sister was wrong to him. In the mind, I am afraid that the first reaction will not be better than his.

He knew Feng Qingran, and knew about this fourteen-year-old woman who was able to secure the throne with her own strong means.

She is a qualified monarch. She is resolute in her actions and tough in her methods, but her heart is extremely soft. When she cares about someone, she will wish to give everything she has.

Before she didn't appear, Feng Huayan occupied almost all of her life. For this only relative, Feng Qingran always had enough patience and love.

But all of this is based on the premise that Feng Qingran treats each other as her family.

Now Feng Huayan suddenly told her that her relatives had a different idea of ​​her.

Feng Qingran may feel that everything she has done has become a joke at this time. The beliefs that have been insisted on all collapsed in an instant.

Returning to Feng Huayan, I only felt that the scene in front of me was particularly dazzling.

She paced towards Qingran.

A Ru, who stood in front of her, was forced to fight against several other men in black who suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingran's secret guard was also held back.

The entire hall is in chaos.

The guards outside the hall poured in in large numbers, but after seeing the scene inside, they didn't dare to move.

As a man, Jiang Jing is not skilled in martial arts, so Feng Huayan didn't take him seriously at all.

Her sword was placed on Jiang Jing's neck, and when she pressed it down for three points, a blood opening was drawn, and the donated blood fell to the ground along her blade.

"Feng Huayan, let him go."

Qing Ran looked at her almost with hatred.

It's a pity that her body is weak, and her words are soft, so she can't pose any threat to Feng Huayan.

"Sister Huang, as long as you listen to me, I will let him go. How's it going?"

"What do you want me to do?" Qing Ran closed her eyes and asked calmly.

Feng Huayan laughed strangely, tilted her head, and thought for a while: "It's better for the emperor to decree that you are interested in me, and decide to abolish the queen Jiang Jing and marry the king of the northwest."

"The emperor doesn't want it." If this ridiculous intention comes out, where will Qing Ran's face go, and how will the people of the world view her.

"Shut up." Feng Hua Yan was admiring the painful expression on Qing Ran's face, but Jiang Jing's voice interrupted her interest, and the hand holding the knife tightened two more points. Qing Ran could clearly see Jiang Jing enduring it. expression of pain.

"Feng Huayan, you pervert." She cursed.

Feng Huayan was not angry, but the expression on his face was even more excited: "What about the pervert, as long as I can be with the emperor forever and ever, as long as the emperor can only hold me in her eyes, no matter what I can do whatever I want."

Qing Ran had nothing to say to her, she just panted for breath, flushing flushed on her face, obviously she was a little offended.

"Take..."

Jiang Jing, who was being held down, suddenly burst into flames. He grabbed Feng Huayan's blade with his bare hands and pressed it into his neck. The donated blood flowed out of his hand like a note.

"Jing'er!"

Feng Huayan was startled, and with a flick of her wrist, the long sword slipped out of Jiang Jing's hand.

"Go away!" She slapped Jiang Jing flying and directly hit A Ru, who caught him and surrounded Feng Huayan's guards, but aimed the sword in their hands at the two of them.

"Jing'er, are you alright?" Qing Ran struggled to sit up to check Jiang Jing's situation. Feng Hua Yan threw the blood-stained sword in her hand and walked to the bed with a smile.

"What did you do to Jing'er?" Qing Ran asked, but Feng Huayan pressed her shoulders and pushed her back, then fell onto the bed again.

"Sister Huang still cares about herself as well..." She said, bowing her head and covering Qing Ran's lips.

Qing Ran's eyes widened. In these dark and bright eyes, she could clearly see her own reflection. This was the first time after Jiang Jing's appearance that her royal sister's eyes were completely captured by her. occupy.

She couldn't help curving the corners of her lips proudly.

But the smile soon hardened on his face.

She propped herself up, blood poured out of her mouth, dripping onto Qingran's face.

"Why?"

Qing Ran didn't answer her, but just exerted force on her hand, and blood also overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty..." Jiang Jing stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

A golden long sword pierced from Feng Huayan's back, penetrating Qingran's body all the way.

Feng Huayan suddenly laughed when she saw Qingran's expressionless face.

"It's fine, it's fine..."

"It is also a kind of happiness to die with the emperor..."

She sank her body and hugged Qingran forcefully, but the latter did not live up to her expectations, and obediently inserted the long sword in her hand for three more points.

Qing Ran's hand holding the hilt of the sword was already close to Feng Huayan's body.

Feng Hua wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head away.

She felt her blood drain little by little.

A soft kiss fell on Qingran's forehead.

Before falling into a coma, Qing Ran heard her say: "This is fine, this is fine..."

"No—"

……

"It's raining." Jiang Jing heard the palace servant say. He put down the book in his hand and walked out of the hall.

The dense spring rain falls like silk threads, and the sky is misty and gloomy.

Someone in the palace wanted to give him an umbrella, but he refused.

The rain fell on his face and body, and soon wet his hair.

"Jing'er, I will hold the umbrella for you in the future."

The man's smile suddenly appeared in front of him.

Jiang Jing stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but before his fingertips could touch the man's face, the woman in the rain turned into a cloud of blue smoke and dissipated in the wind.

A sky-blue oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above his head.

"Gu..." He turned his head displeased, only to find A Ru with low eyebrows standing beside him.

His anger was instantly dispelled.

The woman in front of her was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but her white hair was dazzling and tight.

That day, Feng Qingran and Feng Hua Yan died together. When he saw Aru the next day, her hair hidden under the hat was already white.

"Aru," he called.

"You are also thinking about Qingran."

"Yes." A Ru can't lie, Jiang Jing asked, and honestly admitted. However, she still had an expressionless face, which made it difficult for people to understand her emotions.

"A'ru is not too young, but whoever's son, I will marry you."

I don't know what A Ru's real name is, Jiang Jing, but I vaguely remember what Feng Qingran mentioned. The two were excellent playmates when they were young. Unfortunately, the A Ru family later embezzled and took bribes, deducted disaster funds, and committed crimes. In order to save her, Feng Qingran sent her to the dark guard camp for the sin of sitting together.

After coming out, Aru became Feng Qingran's close attendant.

His suggestion of marriage is not nonsense. Although Aru was a valet, Feng Qingran did not make her a slave, and even gave her the title of carrying a sword in front of her. Now she has done a good job in quelling civil unrest. Jiang Jing also named her a general of the township.

With her current status, it would not be considered a low marriage for any master son to marry her.

"Now that the world is settled, the emperor is also very handy in handling government affairs. The slaves just want to be able to get rid of their armor and return to their fields, and return to their hometown to live a peaceful life for a few years."

Ten days later, the secret guard outside the palace heard the news that A Ru had hanged himself in the imperial mausoleum.

……

"The Weichen family has a daughter of seventeen, with a beautiful appearance..."

Jiang Jing leaned lazily on the phoenix chair, and caressed the slightly bulging abdomen with his long white and slender hands.

His eyes looked to the sky outside the main hall.

The sky is pure and transparent as if it had been washed with water.

A Rushang can accompany you to die, but I can only stand alone in this court for you.

Qing Ran, you are so cruel.